But think of us facing the world, and trust me; take my hand, take the leap; I am the best fighter in that fight.

Trust it to me, and all your difficulties are at an end.

To fly solves the problem.' 'Indeed, indeed, I have more courage than I had,' said Clotilde.
His eyes dilated, steadied, speculated, weighed her.
'Put it to proof while you can believe in it!' 'How is it every one but you thinks me bold ?' she complained.
'Because I carry a touchstone that brings out the truth.

I am your reality: all others are phantoms.

You can impose on them, not on me.
Courage for one inspired plunge you may have, and it will be your salvation:--southward, over to Italy, that is the line of flight, and the subsequent struggle will be mine: you will not have to face it.